Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

Huang Tianhua secretly followed Jiang Ziya and Wei Hu to the skies above the Xiqi camp. As instructed by his master, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, Huang Tianhua was to do his best to protect the safety of his three junior brothers.

Huang Tianhua never expected that as soon as he arrived above the Xiqi camp, he would see a young man looking in the direction of the Xiqi camp from above Sishui Pass.

The young man wore a three-peaked phoenix hat and gold-embroidered boots. He had a fair complexion, no beard, and a handsome appearance. He had a third eye on his forehead, held a three-pointed double-edged sword, and was accompanied by a black fine dog. He made no attempt to conceal the aura of a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Huang Tianhua's alarm bells rang loudly. This person was looking at the Xiqi camp from above Sishui Pass, so he must be an enemy, not a friend.

Huang Tianhua was secretly observing Yang Jian, and Yang Jian naturally noticed him as well.

With his Heavenly Eye, Yang Jian naturally saw that the magical power within Huang Tianhua's body was the pure Jade Purity Immortal Technique. Without a doubt, this person must be a member of the Chan Sect.

The Grandmaster once said that in this Investiture of the Gods calamity, both the Chan Sect and the Western Sect are enemies of their Holy Lotus Sect, and there is no need to hold back when encountering them. Yang Jian has already secretly made up his mind that if this person participates in the battle, Yang Jian will definitely take him down without hesitation.

The next day, as expected, the Xiqi troops, who had brought reinforcements, attacked Sishui Pass.

Leading them were Wei Hu, Han Dulong, and Xue Ehu.

Wei Hu frowned as he looked at the solid and heavy gate of Sishui Pass. He was a Golden Immortal at the time, so he could naturally tell that the array patterns on the city wall were quite extraordinary. Not to mention him, even if his master came in person, it would not be so easy to break through.

So Wei Hu resorted to the simplest and most direct method. He rode forward and shouted, "I am Wei Hu, a direct disciple of Dao Xing Tian Zun of Yu Xu Palace on Kunlun Mountain. Who dares to come out of the city and fight me?"

At Sishui Pass, Zhang Guifang couldn't hold back any longer when he heard Wei Hu's provocative words. He stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Marshal, please let me go out and give it a try?"

Zhang Guifang was inherently warlike, and with her consecutive victories in the past few days, even with the immortal in front of her, she could not suppress her fighting spirit.

Huang Feihu, however, was self-aware. Among mortal generals, Zhang Guifang was a formidable opponent, but against immortals, especially disciples of a great sage sect, Zhang Guifang was far from being a match.

Thinking of this, Huang Feihu looked up at the sky. After Yang Jian arrived at Sishui Pass, he had communicated with Huang Feihu telepathically, so Huang Feihu naturally knew that Yang Jian had arrived.

After noticing Huang Feihu's gaze, Yang Jian patted Xiaotian's head and said, "Xiaotian, that man is yours to handle. Take him down!"

"Woof!" The Celestial Hound responded, transforming into a streak of black light and rushing towards Wei Hu with lightning speed.

When Wei Hu saw that the Sishui Pass had actually sent out a dog, he was furious. Even though the Howling Celestial Dog had the cultivation of the early Golden Immortal stage and was only one minor realm lower than him, Wei Hu still felt it was a great humiliation.

"This is outrageous! I'll kill this beast first!" With that, Wei Hu threw the demon-subduing pestle at the Howling Celestial Dog.

Seeing this, the Celestial Hound nimbly dodged Wei Hu's demon-subduing pestle by turning its body to the side. Then, it leaped forward with its hind legs, arrived in front of Wei Hu's horse, opened its mouth wide, and bit off the horse's throat.

Wei Hu was at least a mid-stage Golden Immortal, so he wouldn't fall off his horse. He did a backflip and landed smoothly, then kicked at Xiaotian Dog.

The Celestial Hound dodged Wei Hu's attack by sidestepping again.

Wei Hu was secretly alarmed. How could this beast be so fast? It was far too agile.

Thinking of this, Wei Hu dared not underestimate the Howling Celestial Dog in the slightest. He put in his utmost attention and dealt with the dog.

Meanwhile, above the Xiqi camp, Huang Tianhua saw that the person in charge of Sishui City was none other than his father, Huang Feihu.

Huang Tianhua left home at the age of 3. Logically, he shouldn't remember what his family members looked like, but Huang Tianhua remembers them very clearly. Not only does he remember them, but he also has a deep impression of them.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, I saw my father again on the battlefield.

Huang Tianhua's mind was in turmoil.

Just as Huang Tianhua was stunned, a scream came from Wei Hu below.

Huang Tianhua quickly turned his head to look and found that the Howling Celestial Dog on the battlefield had split into four. The four Howling Celestial Dogs cooperated well and easily knocked Wei Hu to the ground. Then, the four Howling Celestial Dogs bit Wei Hu's four limbs and began to pull his body.

Seeing this, Huang Tianhua disregarded everything else, and a dark red nail appeared in his hand, shooting straight at Xiaotian Dog.

"Pfft~" The nail pierced the heart of the Howling Celestial Dog that was biting Wei Hu's left hand. The Howling Celestial Dog let out a mournful cry and then turned into a black shadow and flew into the body of the Howling Celestial Dog that was biting Wei Hu's right leg.

"Is the real body here?" Huang Tianhua muttered to himself, raising the Moye Sword and slashing directly at the real body of the Howling Celestial Dog.

Yang Jian naturally wouldn't let Huang Tianhua harm Xiaotian Dog. He used the White Lotus Escape Technique, arriving first despite being behind, and blocked Xiaotian Dog's path.

When the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword clashed with the Moye Sword, Huang Tianhua felt a tremendous force coming from the other side, and he was directly blasted away.

After regaining his balance, Huang Tianhua looked at Yang Jian with a solemn expression.

"Who are you? Why do you want to help the Great Shang?" Huang Tianhua asked in a serious tone.

"Yang Jian, a direct disciple of the Jade Cauldron Immortal of the Holy Lotus Sect, has come here on his master's orders."

"Holy Lotus Sect! You are a disciple of the Holy Lotus Sect!" A look of surprise flashed in Huang Tianhua's eyes, clearly not expecting Yang Jian to be a disciple of the Holy Lotus Sect.

Huang Tianhua remembered that his master, Daoxing Tianzun, once said that the Jie Sect was their Chan Sect's greatest opponent in the Investiture of the Gods.

Therefore, Huang Tianhua initially categorized Yang Jian as belonging to the Jie Sect. However, after Yang Jian introduced himself, Huang Tianhua realized that this person was actually a third-generation disciple of the Holy Lotus Sect.

The Holy Lotus Cult had a close relationship with the human race. Huang Tianhua remembered very clearly that his mother, Jia, was a believer in the Holy Lotus Cult, and his father often visited the temple of the Holy Lotus Cult's preacher, the White Lotus Saintess.

Huang Tianhua was surprised to find himself facing off against disciples of the Holy Lotus Sect as soon as he descended the mountain, which caused him some inner turmoil.

But Huang Tianhua quickly calmed down. So what if it was the Holy Lotus Sect? He was ordered by his master to protect his junior brother Wei Hu. Now that his junior brother Wei Hu's life was in danger, how could he sit idly by?

Thinking of this, Huang Tianhua sheathed the Moye sword and replaced it with a silver hammer. This hammer had eight sides and looked quite heavy; it was Huang Tianhua's other weapon, the Eight-Sided Bright Silver Hammer. In his clash with Yang Jian just now, he was clearly at a disadvantage in terms of strength, which was why Huang Tianhua chose to use the Eight-Sided Bright Silver Hammer, hoping to make up for the difference in strength with the weight of the weapon.

Huang Tianhua wielded an octagonal, bright silver hammer and slammed it down on Yang Jian. The hammer whistled, creating a violent airflow that tore through the air and produced sonic booms.

Faced with such a powerful and heavy blow, Yang Jian remained calm. He neither dodged nor evaded. His three-pointed double-edged sword trembled slightly, and the tip of the sword met the side edge of the octagonal bright silver hammer at an extremely mysterious angle.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a crisp and pleasant sound of metal clashing. Guided by the tip of the blade, most of the enormous force was dissipated as if it had been thrown into the sea.

A subtle and exquisite force, like "using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds," instantly erupted, redirecting the unparalleled and fierce power and guiding it into the void.

Huang Tianhua felt a sudden lightness in his hand, followed by a strong reaction force that traveled along the hammer handle. Accompanied by the uncontrollable inertia of his body, he and the eight-sided bright silver hammer were sent flying to the side and back!
Huang Tianhua flew through the air in a disheveled arc, and after his feet landed, he stumbled back more than ten steps, kicking up dust. He almost fell over, looking extremely disheveled.

Huang Tianhua's face was full of shock. His all-out attack was so easily neutralized by Yang Jian, who even used his power to carry him away. Was Yang Jian really that powerful?
Huang Tianhua was somewhat unwilling, so he took a deep breath to calm the surging blood and qi in his body.

How could Yang Jian possibly give him a chance to catch his breath?
Yang Jian's figure approached like a ghost, his three-pointed double-edged sword flashing as he swiftly aimed for Huang Tianhua's throat.

Huang Tianhua's face turned deathly pale instantly. He knew that although the Eight-Sided Bright Silver Hammer was heavy, it was no match for the opponent's agility in this kind of close-quarters rapid attack. Without hesitation, he decisively let go of the heavy Eight-Sided Bright Silver Hammer, formed hand seals, and summoned the Moye Sword.

The Moye sword barely blocked Yang Jian's blade, producing a piercing metallic clang.

As Huang Tianhua blocked the attack, he felt an overwhelming force travel along the sword. His arms trembled violently, his hands went numb, and his blood surged throughout his body.

Huang Tianhua gritted his teeth, channeling his magical power into the sword in an attempt to resist the terrifying pressure, but Yang Jian's power seemed inexhaustible, steadily increasing.

"The reaction is acceptable, but unfortunately the strength is insufficient." Yang Jian commented indifferently, his tone devoid of any emotion, yet revealing a superior indifference and contempt.

Even more terrifying, before Yang Jian finished speaking, Huang Tianhua felt his wrist sink, and Yang Jian's strength suddenly increased again!

Huang Tianhua's face flushed red, veins bulged on his forehead, his legs gradually bent, and cracks began to appear on the ground beneath his feet, unable to bear the weight.

Huang Tianhua exerted all his strength, but no matter how much he activated his magic, he could not withstand this overwhelming force.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, Huang Tianhua fell heavily to his knees, the ground beneath him cracking inch by inch.

Just at this critical moment, a dazzling emerald green light pierced through the space, accompanied by a clear and melodious cry, and a jade unicorn with a lithe body and scales as clear as jade appeared out of thin air.

The jade unicorn was incredibly fast. Just as Yang Jian was wondering where it came from, it suddenly bumped into him from the side.

Despite Yang Jian's formidable physical strength, he was still thrown off balance by the sudden and brutal impact, slid for over ten meters on the ground before finally coming to a stop.

This sudden turn of events instantly relieved Huang Tianhua's crisis and gave him a precious chance to catch his breath.

Having survived the ordeal, Huang Tianhua gasped for breath, his face filled with the relief of escaping death. He looked up gratefully at the jade unicorn that had saved him.

This jade unicorn was a mount that Dao Xing Tian Zun found for Huang Tianhua. Huang Tianhua usually liked it very much and took great care of it. He never expected that it would save his life today. Huang Tianhua reached out and touched the jade unicorn's head, and said softly, "Thank you, old friend."

The jade unicorn let out a low cry, as if in response.

Huang Tianhua did not waste this hard-won respite. He flipped his right hand and took out a pill the size of a longan, entirely crimson, radiating a scorching aura.
This is a life-saving elixir bestowed upon Huang Tianhua by the Daoist Celestial Venerable. It can forcibly stimulate potential and temporarily boost cultivation at critical moments.

Without hesitation, Huang Tianhua put the pill into his mouth. The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, transforming into a powerful and unbearably hot torrent of energy that swept over his entire body!
An abnormal flush appeared on Huang Tianhua's face, and his whole body exuded a violent aura. His cultivation level rose steadily, from the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal to the middle stage in the blink of an eye, and then rushed to the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal!

With a thought, Huang Tianhua recalled the eight-sided bright silver hammer that had been knocked away earlier. At the same time, he made a gesture with his right hand, and a blood-red nail appeared in his palm.

This red nail is Huang Tianhua's trump card, called the "Heart-Piercing Nail," which is specifically designed to pierce the enemy's heart.

Huang Tianhua poured all his magical power into it, and the surface of the Heart-Piercing Nail shone with an eerie red light. Blood energy swirled around the nail, emanating a chilling killing intent.

"Go!" Huang Tianhua roared, flicking his wrist. The Heart-Piercing Nail transformed into a red beam, shooting towards Yang Jian's heart with lightning speed.

The nail flew at extreme speed, tearing the air apart and producing a sharp sonic boom. The spiritual energy along its path was stirred up, forming a visible air wave.

Yang Jian's gaze sharpened, and his third eye on his forehead emitted a faint light, accurately capturing the trajectory of the Heart-Piercing Nail.

But Yang Jian still showed no intention of dodging. He stood there quietly with a look of disdain on his face, waiting for the Heart-Piercing Nail to fly over.

The Heart-Piercing Nail arrived in an instant, striking Yang Jian's chest with a deafening metallic clang and sparks flying everywhere.

However, a shocking scene unfolded: the Heart-Piercing Nail, infused with all of Huang Tianhua's magical power, failed to leave a single mark on Yang Jian's chest, and didn't even pierce his robes!
Huang Tianhua's face was full of disbelief. He never imagined that Yang Jian's physical body was so powerful!

"Could it be that Yang Jian has cultivated a protective divine skill similar to my Chan Sect's 'Eight-Nine Arcane Arts'?" This thought involuntarily flashed through Huang Tianhua's mind.

However, this question is destined to remain unanswered.

The next second, Yang Jian's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. Before Huang Tianhua could react, he felt a terrifying pressure envelop his entire body. He subconsciously raised his Mo Xie sword to block, but it was too late.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword drew an arc of light as it slashed down fiercely. Even before the blade arrived, the violent sword energy had already torn a long crack in the ground.

Huang Tianhua was sent flying by the blade's energy, sword and all. His chest felt as if struck by lightning, and blood gushed out. His body tumbled several times in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, his consciousness rapidly fading.

The Moye sword flew out of his hand and stuck in the ground. The sword trembled on its own. Huang Tianhua struggled to get up, but he was too weak. His vision went black and he fainted completely.

(End of this chapter)